Chapter 791: The Beautiful Master 1

In truth, Su Luo was testing him, testing whether Great Master Rong Yun was related to her own background.

Because she vaguely felt that her inscrutable Beautiful Master seemed to know everything and have everything under his control.

He kept Li Yaoyao by his side, went to Xiling to take on a disciple, and Fairy Yanxia appeared to snatch the disciple away… It seemed that everything, absolutely everything, was within his expectations.

If one time was a coincidence, then what about two or three times?

Therefore, Su Luo stared at Rong Yun without blinking, a glimmer of anticipation flashing in her eyes.

"Your background? What kind of background could you have? You are just letting your imagination run wild." Rong Yun couldn't be bothered to look at her, raising his cup and draining it in one go.

Su Luo felt conflicted.

The Beautiful Master was clearly lying!

Did he really think she was a three-year-old child who didn't understand anything?

Su Luo clenched her fists and huffed twice: "You're right, I don't have any background. I don't even know who my father and mother are. Maybe I just popped out of a crack in a rock!"

As Su Luo spouted nonsense, she stole glances at her Beautiful Master.

Seeing that he remained unmoved, those deep, beautiful eyes were like a calm sea, without a single ripple.

Very well, so you're indifferent, are you?

A thought suddenly struck Su Luo: "Maybe my father is some kind of notorious bandit, a villain from Black Mountain, a heartless scoundrel…"

Su Luo listed all sorts of slanderous terms in a long-winded manner.

Fine, the Beautiful Master was still drinking. It was obvious that regarding her biological father, he either didn't know or held a grudge.

If the father didn't work, then she would start with the mother.

Su Luo glanced at the painting on the wall, gritted her teeth, and huffed: "I don't even know who my mother is? Maybe I'm incredibly ugly, maybe her reputation was bad, maybe I'm an illegitimate daughter, the result of my mother having an illicit affair…"

"Bam!" A heavy palm strike landed on the table.

That solid dark wood table instantly developed a deep palm print, which looked shocking.

This palm strike, filled with Killing Intent, although it made Su Luo's heart jump in fright, it also allowed her to confirm certain things.

Sure enough, Rong Yun raised his pair of scarlet pupils, staring at Su Luo with violent, sinister intensity.

How could the usually indifferent Great Master Rong Yun show such a ruthless gaze?

It was clear that he was truly enraged.

"Shut up!" Rong Yun's fair, slender hands gripped Su Luo's slender neck, his voice as cold as an Asura from Hell, every word dripping with blood: "If you dare say one more word, do you believe that I will strangle you right here and now?"

Upon touching those bloodthirsty, ruthless, icy eyes, although Su Luo had been prepared, a trace of shock inevitably flashed through her heart.

Who exactly was her mother? How could she make the legendary, Buddha-like, indifferent Beautiful Master so agitated?

"M-Master…" Those hands were like iron pincers, the force as heavy as a mountain, causing Su Luo's face to turn purple-red.

Rong Yun glanced at her indifferently, let go and dropped her, then sat back in his seat and took a heavy gulp of wine!

As his hand released her, Su Luo was finally able to breathe.

She fell back into her seat, gasping for air.

Her originally purple-red face took a long time to return to its original color, though her complexion remained somewhat pale.

Although she had almost lost her life, Su Luo had not come away empty-handed.

It was very clear that although there were still no clues regarding her biological father, on her mother's side, there was an intricate connection with Master.

In this stiff atmosphere, Su Luo pursed her lips but did not speak first.

Since Master hadn't told her to get lost, there must be something he wanted to tell her.

"Your mother… was the most beautiful woman in the world."

Sure enough, after a long while, the Beautiful Master raised his wine cup, gazing at the bright moon outside the window, and with a dazed expression, he spoke these words faintly.